Gwen Turner tried not to fidget while she waited for Miss Alden to read her resume.
“Hmmm,” the tall older woman hummed while flipping the pages slowly. When she was finished she closed the folder, removed her reading glasses, leaned back in her chair and asked: “Why do you want to work for Mr. Valentine, Miss Turner?”
Gwen had experienced enough job interviews to know she couldn’t bullshit April Alden. Every woman in LA wanted to work for Hal Valentine and quite a few did. Gwen knew the money was good and she had heard the stories…both of which she wanted to experience first hand.
“For the money ma’am,” she replied. “Mostly.”
“A reasonable answer,” replied Miss Alden, “and by the way you smile when you say ‘mostly’ I assume you know about the ‘duties’, Mr. Valentine expects his girls to perform?”
“Well, yes ma’am, I’ve heard.”
“Let’s give you a try then,” Miss Alden said standing. Gwen followed the woman into the spacious house.
“This is as far as clothes are allowed,” the tall lady said. “When you’re naked and ready, go join the others out back.”
Five minutes later Gwen walked out to a low big pool, a sparkling blue and vanilla colored back patio, and seven women-all bustier, lankier and more beautiful then the next-strewn about on low cloth lounge chairs, naked as she was. She took one of the empty chairs at the eastern edge of the group, the girls smiled and said hello, then she turned to see Hal Valentine himself hopping out of the water.
The handsome man was naked to, his thick cock twitching with each glance across his bevy and within a few minutes he was fully aroused. He stood up and paced in front of the women; Gwen had heard the term “alpha male” but never until this very minute did she understand its significance. Standing in front of her was one of the richest men in the world and she felt her pussy lips pulsating with the complete knowledge that she’d just about do anything the man asked. She reached down and began to tickle a finger through her hairy pussy, trying desperately to gain Hal’s attention, almost not aware she was doing so. When she glanced over at the other girls, she was surprised to find that each and everyone of them was finger fucking herself in the hope of impressing the boss.
With a motion of his hand, Hal indicated for a buxom blonde girl to get to her feet. Though she should have been, Gwen really wasn’t surprised when the pretty blonde walked from Hal, got on her knees on Gwen’s lounge chair then slid over Gwen’s belly up to her own sweaty big boobs. As with all of the girls here, the blonde was as hairy as Gwen and the two girls tried to maneuver their muffs so that their clits made quick contact. Moaning into position as Hal and the other girls watched, Gwen made sure she was right on target with her clit to the other girl’s, as the two women spread and ‘met’ violently. Hal looked down and began to jerk off over a real busty brunette who had dipped back her head and opened her mouth to take his hot come when he rained it down over her. Gwen and the blonde stiffened their sweet little pussies flooding and crying out in shared shattering orgasms.
Later that evening, while resting in her room, Gwen heard a knock on the door. When she opened it, April was standing there with a bouquet of flowers.
“From the boss, he was very impressed,” the woman said and
Gwen took the flowers.
“Please thank Mr. Valentine and tell him; I want the job,” she said smiling.